May 09, 2005 19:27
I forgot how depressing To the Light House was so I gave it a break and called Stephanie when I went out for a smoke. I feel better now. Though the book reminded me of this experience I had years ago with Stephanie's boyfirend of years past. This guy was an asshole but before I met him Stephanie said that he and I were bound to get along becasue we were interested in the same things at the time and he was in school to be awriter too. So I was in Olympia and I met him and gave him a chance and he was a drunken chovinistic asshole. I had a conversation with him alone over a cigarette and after my trying to instigate a conversation with him about writing he went into this long tirade of his about how women could never be artists or writers becasue they're too emotional and can not see things objectivly. A character in To the Light House makes a similar argument and kudos for the fine Mrs. Woolfe for showing these assholes differntly. It just pisses me off. A while ago I decided I was going to write on this issue but I had appeared to have forgotten that Virgina Woolfe beat me to it. (I mean obvioulsly she really approaches this in A Room of Ones Own, but still). I guess I could still write about it from my take on it. I admit I have very few female literary heros. Sylvia Plath? Please. She was a crazy bitch and the best thing she ever did was stick her head in the oven. She makes the rest of us look bad. But Virgina Woolf had a good head on her shoulders, though she suicided too. (Though abbiously a crazy bitch too, at least her writing is very rational and intellegent not the crazed daddy-issue ratings of Plaths poetry) I think Woolfe might be the only female writer I dig. I guess I got no qualms with the contemporary female African American writers like Mya Angelu, Angila Walker or Toni Morrison but Opera's Book Club has tainted thier good names. Fall qtr I read a lot of Flannery O'Conner but that lady is all hung up on God, though she was a good writer. I can see why the Catholics at my shool love her, what with the pressing hypocricy and guilt themes.
Anyway the more I write here the more time I'm taking away from my homework time in reading To the Light House. I have read it before though. Thank god for sparknotes to refresh my memory.
anyway...yeah...
I'm so glad Stephine is not dating that asshole dude anymore. I'm glad she made babies with a non chovist, intellegent, bloke. I hope that other guy passed out on the train tracks or someting.
edmonds crew,
school,
writing